Gotta get up. Gotta get up.
Ugh. Look in the mirror. Hair is a mess. Gotta dunk it.
Move to bathtub. Under spicket. Cold cold warm hot. Nice. Grab the towel dry dry dry.
Walk into kitchen. Let’s make some coffee.
RING RING RING. Cellphone. “Hello?”
“Hello. This is Wells Fargo Online Services. Calling in regards to your credit card interest rate w-”
hang up. Ugh. Annoying. Credit card is fine.
Coffee ready. Pour some cream.
Get text. “yo sup”
“Coffee Time Gary”
“You down for later?”
“Yeah man 2pm at your place”
“Cool. C u there”
Chill at my place. Enjoy the coffee. Watch the news.
Buzz Buzz. Woah girl text.
“I’m at work. Should we meet up later?”
“yeah. how about like 8?”
“8 is good. At my place?”
“Yeah lets do that. I’ll be there.”
she responds with a smiley face. And a winky face.
I go to Gary’s place. Hop in my car.
Get to Gary’s place. Gary is chill.
“Yo man here is the stuff.”
I take 2 pads and place it on my tongue for them to dissolve.
A leprechaun shows up and runs around.
“I’m tripping balls right now.”
“You going to meet your girl later?”
The wall to my left is melting. It feels like it is raining but I know I am indoors.
Things go south.
I’m hot. hot hot hot.
The trip goes bad. I stand up. There is fire around me. Fire. Skeletons. Gargoyles are flying. Men are in shackles. A big demon appears and looks at me, he laughs menacingly.
I snap out I’m on the street. I’m running.
What am I doing here?
BEEP BEEP BEEP skirrrrrrrrrrrr
Wake up. Doctors. I can’t feel my leg.
“That car hit you pretty hard.”
“Doctor he was just standing in the road.”
My left leg is all bandaged up.
“Where is my phone?”
Your phone got all smashed up. You keep it in your left pocket.
“She is going to be pissed.”
(End of Day one)
-DJ ROBO BISCUIT